Seeing that the little devil really hit the trick and rushed towards them with his gun raised, a sneer couldn't help but appear on the corner of Yang Yun's mouth.

Not only him, but also the other coalition officers and soldiers, because they were all aware of the plan as well.

Seeing the little devil attacking in a big way, Yang Yun did not give the order to fire at the first time.

Instead, he ordered the Allied officers and men to hide their heads and even the barrels of their guns in the trenches.

"Call Lao Tzu! Hit hard! Kill these little devils! ”

Yang Yun looked up from time to time to see the situation, and it was not until the little devil who rushed to the front was less than fifty meters away from the coalition position that he gave the order to open fire.

The battlefield was not quiet, so his voice could not be heard too far and could not reach the ears of every coalition officer.

However, at the same time as he gave the order, he also pulled the trigger of the Browning pistol in his hand.

The sound of the gunshot also represents this order, and his voice cannot reach the ears of every Allied officer and soldier, but the sound of gunfire can.

Soon, the officers and soldiers of the coalition responded to Yang Yun's call, and moved the steel guns out of the trenches with a brush, aiming at the little devils rushing towards them is a crazy onslaught, directly increasing the firepower to the maximum.

And not only them, but the new artillery battery of the regiment also opened fire at the same time.

All of a sudden, these little devils couldn't react, and due to inertia, they even continued to rush forward in the face of the bullets of the coalition officers and soldiers.

The consequences can be imagined.

Almost in a short instant, hundreds of little devils died tragically at the gunpoint of the coalition officers and soldiers.

And over time, this number is increasing.

"Baga Ya Road! Ours, this despicable group of Chinese people, one day, mine must cramp and skin them and eat them alive! ”

With the instantaneous light produced by the explosion of the cannonball, Shinichiro Watanabe could clearly see the countless Imperial soldiers who had died tragically under the guns and shells of the enemy, and he couldn't help but be furious, and his face became extremely distorted because of the anger.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Matsuyama Yoshimasa also gritted his teeth with hatred, because although he did not give the order to charge, he also played a role in fueling the flames.

Therefore, at this moment, the Imperial Army was killed and wounded, and he also had an unshirkable responsibility.

Takeshi Murakami, who was on the side, still frowned and didn't say a word.

Sure enough, his fears became a reality.

"Matsuyama-kun, what do you say, what are we going to do now?"

After all, Shinichiro Watanabe was not the commander of a combat unit, and he rarely actually commanded battles on the battlefield, so he became a little flustered at this time, and he no longer had the majesty he had when he first crossed the Huai River.

"Watanabe-kun, in my opinion, ours should continue to charge; In any case, our vanguard was very close to the enemy's position, only a few dozen meters away;

If our Imperial Army charges with all its might, it only takes a breath to kill the enemy position.

When the time comes, with the combat effectiveness of our Imperial Japanese Army, can't we easily deal with these hateful Shina people? ”

After a moment of silence, Matsuyama Yoshimasa finally gritted his teeth and said his opinion.

And the reason why he said this was also because he had his own selfish motives, because he had already guessed the identity of the new group.

Natural enemies are very red when they meet!

"No!"

Just as Shinichiro Watanabe opened his mouth to agree with Matsuyama Yoshimasa, Murakami Takeshi finally stopped him.

"Nani?"

Shinichiro Watanabe frowned, and turned his head to look at Takeshi Murakami, who looked eager, with some confusion, hoping that he could give himself a reasonable explanation.

"Watanabe-kun, with the enemy's firepower, even if our army moves forward bravely regardless of the cost, it may not be able to rush into the enemy's position; And even if our army can rush into the enemy's position, I am afraid that it may not be the enemy's opponent at that time; In addition, even if we wipe out the enemy army in a moment, I am afraid that we will pay a huge price.

And our Imperial Army is porcelain, how can we change the name of these lowly officers and soldiers, in that case, even if we achieve the final victory, we will lose.

Also, almost all the Imperial warriors of our Third Division have gathered here, and they have already suffered heavy losses at this moment, and if there are any more heavy casualties, it is not that they cannot explain to His Excellency the Division Commander, but they cannot explain to His Majesty the Emperor!

So my suggestion is that we continue with the previous plan and go back and wait for reinforcements! ”

After Murakami Takeshi finished speaking, Shinichiro Watanabe was silent, looking at the battlefield in front of him with complicated eyes, and after a long time, he finally made a decision and said: "Murakami-kun, your analysis is very reasonable, so let's implement it according to your wishes." ”

With that, Shinichiro Watanabe turned around and walked towards the far side of the battlefield, his back looking much more depressed.

Obviously, today's setback was a really big blow for him.

Soon, the order was given, and a group of little devils rushed out like a tide, and finally retreated like a low tide.

The rush was fierce and the retreat was fast, leaving only hundreds of corpses in between.

The officers and soldiers of the coalition just shot hard at the retreating little devils, but they did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

As the little devil gradually retreated and withdrew from the attack range of the coalition officers and soldiers, the gunfire on the battlefield slowly weakened until it finally stopped completely.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, and before I knew it, there had been a ten-minute truce.

Quiet, the whole battlefield is surprisingly quiet, and even makes people feel a sense of panic.

Most of the little devils have all withdrawn from the battle circle, quietly waiting for reinforcements to arrive; However, there are also some radicals, and these little devils are not willing to be suppressed by the coalition officers and soldiers.

Among them, a squadron leader under Shinichiro Watanabe is the worst.

He always felt that the battlefield was a little unscientific at the moment, so under his instructions, several little devils quietly explored towards the coalition position under the cover of night.

Their speed is very slow, and their movements are very light, because once they are discovered by the coalition officers and soldiers, then there is only one consequence, that is, they are shot and killed by the coalition officers and soldiers.

Finally, when they rushed to a distance of less than 50 meters from the positions of the coalition officers and soldiers, the little devils stopped and did not dare to continue to move forward.

Although these little devils are all radicals who are not afraid of death, they are also in a cold sweat at the moment, and their backs are almost soaked with sweat, not hot, but nervous.

There was no way, but they were also frightened by the previous firepower of the coalition officers and soldiers.

The reason why I dared to explore here was because of the order of His Excellency the Squadron Leader, and on the other hand, because as the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire, if I showed fear, I would be laughed at by others, and I would never be able to raise my head again.

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(End of chapter)